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Tanning with oil might have gone out of fashion, but there’s still a whole lot you can do outside with a bottle of baby oil – as long as you’re nicely shaded. Ellie’s exploring a few of those ways here, getting her glisten on as she smooths her entire body deep into sensuality. It makes a difference, giving yourself just that little bit extra. It just makes it that much yummier.

There’s something very sweet about Ivory’s hands, they way they stroke and reach for her sex, each one seemingly possessed of its own desire to touch and relieve that tension of arousal. Ultimately, there’s only space for one – but her thighs are sensitive spots too, and her hands are busy there, touching and kneading, pressing and holding, her whole body on call for Ivory’s orgasm.

This frank, curious eye contact from Viscous has my attention immediately, bringing me in to the warm olive tones of her skin and her home, her body in the fixed frame trembling with anticipatory excitement. Immediately on watching her I have the sensation of time stopping, completely enthralled from moment to moment. When she melts down into her orgasm, I’m taken by surprise.

Once Sondrine commits to a path, she is fully immersed – so I’m not surprised to see a third part to her Up Close. After all, there’s no need to rush. There’s infinite time to stretch and feel, to expand into the studio’s inky black space, filling it with warmth. The shape and tensions of Sondrine’s body holds a kind of contraposto, her feet alternately dangling, relaxed, and flexing with pleasure, the many working parts holding it all together, until, inevitably, she must fall apart.

I feel like this session just gets hotter the longer it goes on. The quick, limber athleticism of their initial play gives way to this, as limbs grow heavier with pleasure and hearts grow more languid, leaning low into the depths of pleasure, into each other, gaining access to more. I love watching Stefine come in this mode, worshipped and loved, time stopping just for her.

Oh Zazi, a girl after my own heart – it takes guts to jerk off to, after or around a Chuck Palahniuk novel, let’s be real. But that sort of super sordid, vivid imagery is such an essential part of sex. The visceral, the blood and heart of it, the place where bodily fluids and pink slippery places and fleshy tissue go from kind of unpleasant to unbearably hot, making you want to delve in further, see more, go harder. Be like Zazi - dive in, with both hands.

Jade’s moments here are quiet, internal, giving her viewers also a chance to feel and breath, trace the long lines of her body in stillness, and perhaps, join her in the gentle stimulation of slow arousal, not pushing herself. There’s a lesson to be learned, here – for having this contrast of stillness, her orgasm achieves the vital power of a fresh, cold running river, shocking her awake, bracing. In this incredible moment Jade comes - fully, wildly to life.

Georgia’s wake up is the stuff of dreams, every school day that’s a snow day, every work day you decide to call in sick, the perfect Sunday morning - long and slow and clean and pure. I just want to spend infinite time here in this white space, this smooth dreaming, these sweet deliberate movements. I don’t want to wake up.

It’s so beautiful to see a contributor with natural pubic hair – is it me, or has this been less and less frequent of a sight these days, even around here? Regardless it’s a thing to cherish, especially in the detail Amba offers us here – a chance to worship as she does, at the source of her eroticism. I love the way she pushes into herself from behind, a sort of seething desire, a need to be filled. Deeper and deeper.

Whatever course Catherine is doing at Uni, I want to join in – can you imagine? Homework that doubles as wank material would be pretty much any horny student’s dream, and based on the excerpt we get to enjoy here, it’s quality stuff, too. One fantasy sort of leads to the other – Catherine, reading her homework out loud to us. Catherine, reading her homework out loud to the class- c’mon. This course material writes itself.

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